Planet Migration Program

One day in 2300, I called John, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, we can move on time." John gave me the answer seriously, and I could even see his unsmiling face.

I breathed a sigh of relief. John is always so reassuring. Because of him, I could not only be assured of other work, but I could still remotely control the process of this work.

To recount briefly, we are an unofficial civilian space organization. This organization was founded because some rich people, out of fear of the deteriorating ecological and geographical environment of the Earth, for the safety of life, organized a joint venture organization. This organization includes computer experts, scientists, astronomers, geographers, and all the elite of the planet. And I, being well versed in planetary knowledge, was chosen as the head.

After careful discussion and deliberation among the experts, the organization decided to conduct a major human migration. There are three categories of people: the first is the rich, who are responsible for all the expenses of the migration plan and to open all the links; another category is the elite of the planet after screening and filtering, the pride of the sky with a very high IQ; the last category is part of the healthy, genetically excellent beauty, to facilitate the derivation of the next generation on that planet.

The migration time is tight. Not long ago, after careful observation and calculations, astronomers found that in less than a year, the Earth will have a devastating collision with another meteorite, and a super volcano will make 60% of the population on Earth disappear. In addition, there are more unknown disasters waiting for us, such as earthquakes, tsunamis, viruses, etc. This makes people who care too much about life nervous, especially those who are rich and powerful.

It is impossible to make all human beings relocate before a disaster happens. Earth's space ships, even the official ones, do not have such a large carrying capacity.

Our target was a new star 60 million kilometers away, let's call it Planet W. After a long time of observation and exploration, we found that this planet is similar to the environment of the Earth, very suitable for human habitation. But how many earthlings it can carry, this is all unknown, only to reach that planet to come up with the answer. For now, we have to relocate some of the elites. Isn't there a Chinese proverb that says, "If you leave the green hills, you won't be afraid of no firewood"?

Next Friday is the time to move the first group of people, and if there are no major problems, within a few months, about 100,000 people will be moved.

The spacecraft has been built, and the first group of people has been selected, including astronomer Mark Botou, geologist Li Ke, and more than 50 others. Their task was to scout the way and then send us a signal on whether to continue the migration.

The spacecraft flew off into space on time, and I guess our foolish compatriots who saw this scene would treat it as an ordinary spacecraft and keep their heads down and continue their stupid work. They would never have thought of our great plan, and we would soon abandon them. They, on the other hand, would have to wait for other meteorites to ram into them.

I smiled grimly, I couldn't help it, I've always been rather cold-blooded and lacked the human touch that earthlings often have.

A month later, news came from Planet W. Surprisingly, there were only two words: strange.

"Could there be any accident?" I looked at John suspiciously.

"Not sure, it should be nothing serious by definition." John scratched his head in distress, his eyes were red and swollen. It had been hard on him lately.

"Then wait for you guys to keep sending messages."

At this time, the TV suddenly began to insert the news: "The latest report, according to the news from Oceania, there is an unidentified flying object spinning in the air near Oceania, similar to a large circular flying saucer, which is currently under observation."

"Oceania, unidentified flying object, does it have anything to do with us?" I shook my head. Then I turned to John again and said, "Get in touch, we can't delay our migration plan. If there is no news of danger from above, the second group of us is ready to migrate."

I, John, and some of the important people were ready to leave in the last batch. Any delay could affect our survival. Therefore, I had to race against time.

In the past few days, reports of UFOs have occupied the attention of many people.

UFOs that have allegedly appeared in recent days have been circling the surface of the Earth but have been slow to land, trying to observe something. Various military powers are denying that it is the work of their countries and are now wondering if it is a visitor from space.

"I'm picking up some strange signals here too as if they're coming from the UFOs trying to communicate with us." John was confused.

"Can it be converted over?"

"If given enough time, it should be fine." John was very confident.

"Screw time, it's this time of year, what we lack most is the time! If you have time, you can try to convert, if you don't have time, give up. Migration is more important." In the heat of the moment, I stormed out with foul language.

"Okay, I'll do my best."

A week later, a second message finally came from Planet W. "The environment is good and suitable for human habitation, so we can proceed with the second migration."

"Excellent! The second batch is leaving, this time with as many people as possible within the carrying capacity of the spacecraft." I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at John.

"By the way, are those UFOs still circling? Continuing to transmit messages?"

"Yes, I've made a breakthrough. It seems they are very kind and want to stay on Earth for a while because something is wrong with their planet. Some of the official scientists also basically understand what they mean at the moment and are trying to communicate."

"Well, stay tuned, there are officials to solve these problems. We don't need to worry too much about it."

Three months later, we had reached half of the planned number of people to migrate, that is, about 50,000 elites, rich and beautiful people were sent to Planet W.

According to John, the unidentified flying objects had landed near Mongolia after consulting with the officials. If it was me a few years ago, I might have been interested in the alien visitors. But now I am about to enter space. For them, or rather them, I don't want to know, let alone bother to know, because we are also leaving.

Seeing that the last group was left, John looked at me and said, "You go first, I'll wait, I still can't leave my family now, I want to be with them." According to the regulations, the scientist's relatives are not included in the relocation. If everyone's loved ones had to be relocated, our relocation plan would not be realized.

"But, John, think about the situation you are facing." I really couldn't let go of such a good assistant. With him, I saved myself half the trouble. If he didn't go, where would I find such a loyal and talented person?

"I've thought it over, I can't let go of my son, and my wife, I want to die on a planet with them." John showed a determined look.

John's wife and son died in a car accident a year ago. Looking at him, I sighed helplessly.

As one of the last group of migrants, I finally sat on the space migration ship and breathed a long sigh of relief that all the tasks had been completed. However, thinking about John still on Earth, I still have some regrets. After all, he is the best assistant. But he also has the advantage of staying on Earth and can help us convey the news of the Earth as much as possible.

Finally, we arrived at Planet W. I let out a long breath. Out of the ship, the scene in front of me made me freeze. This is another Earth! No, it is more beautiful and advanced than Earth.

The fields are beautiful, the water is like a silver chain, the city is in the distance, the trees are green, and the streets and houses are hidden in the green. The beauty was beyond my expectation.

Mark came running excitedly, "Look, chief, we don't have to rebuild, came and this place is just intact as if it was built specifically to welcome us."

"There are no creatures here?"

"Yes, we have been searching for months, there should be higher intelligent beings living here, yet not a trace of them has been found."

A voice calling to me came from the ship, "Chief, a message from John."

"This is John. I have successfully converted the information from the alien visitors. According to them, due to years of recklessness on their planet, causing violent changes within the earth's crust, and recently about to explode, they had no choice but to flee their homeworld in their spaceship. Part to the solar system, part to the Earth, to escape from this unprecedented disaster.

And their planet, the planet W. I managed to convert their message before you left. And, by talking to them, I learned that Earth can be saved. They will provide us with advanced technology and join forces with us to stop the disaster. But looking at the way you selfishly walked up to the ship's command room alone, I chose not to tell you the truth. Your cruel attitude toward the lives of others has harmed you. Let the planet explosion take you away, and bless you again!"

With my head spinning, I looked once again at the planet so beautiful but empty and knew nothing more.

Yes, so that John could work in peace, I sent someone to run over John's wife and children so that they could leave this world soon. Only in this way, the mercurial, kind-hearted John will work for us single-mindedly. It turned out that he already knew the truth of the matter.

Now, John finally completed the revenge plan, he sent me to the planet that is about to explode ......